A Romantic Sunrise Adventure

Haleakala: Highest Volcanic point in Maui. 10,023 ft with a sunrise so magical and romantic, we'd be insane to miss it on our honeymoon. 

Ah, see look,  Magical AND Romantic!        ,

What wasn't mentioned in that description was the Hell journey to get there.  

 Zero to TEN THOUSAND feet in two hours, 

hair pin turns the whole way.  

This is a popular stop so we were in a caravan of cars going up the mountain very quickly. About two thirds up the volcano I lost it. 

                 "You got to pull over, Babe." 

                 "What?! There's no shoulder here, are you sure?" 

                 "Ooooh Yeaaaah." And like a hot new bride I leaned out the window and let'er blow. Adam hit the gas and we went flying.  

The other other wives in the passenger seats trailing behind us had also reached their critical points. At my trigger, they too lost it. Leaning out the window I observed the chaos in the car immediately behind us:  She lurched forward. As if in slow motion, her husband looks away from the road and swerves in a lame attempt to avoid her aim, his lips mouthing one drawn out and pitiful, "NOOOO!"

Five minutes later we lead the caravan into the first and only rest stop along the way.  The wives get out and run to the restrooms while the husbands stand awkwardly together in the parking lot, evaluating the damage and silently cursing each other's (and probably their own) wives.  Many of which were not as quick with their windows as I was. 

But it was worth it. The view was gorgeous.